June 14th.

Dear Marya Alexandrovna! Vladimir is sitting and having a detailed conversation with a miller about some houses and cows, well, and I sat down to write you a bit. I don't know where to even begin — one day is like another, there are no external events whatsoever. It already seems to me that I've been living in Shushi for a whole century, I'm completely acclimated. Shushi is really quite nice in summer. We go for walks every evening, mother doesn't walk far, but we sometimes venture further out. In the evening there's no dampness in the air at all and it's excellent for walking. Although there are many mosquitoes and we've sewn ourselves netting, for some reason the mosquitoes specifically feast on Vladimir, but generally we manage. A famous "hunting" dog walks with us, which the whole time, like crazy, chases birds, which always irritates Vladimir. Vladimir hasn't gone hunting this season (he's not really a passionate hunter anyway), perhaps the birds are sitting on nests, and even the hunting boots have been carried down to the cellar. Instead of hunting Vladimir tried to take up fishing, went beyond the Yenisei one night to fish for burbot, but after the last trip, when it turned out we couldn't catch a single fish, there's been no more talk of burbot. And beyond the Yenisei it's wonderfully beautiful! We went there once with all sorts of adventures, and it was really fine. It's hot now. One has to go quite far to swim. Now a plan has developed to swim in the mornings and for that to wake up at 6 a.m. I don't know how long such a regime will last, today the swim happened. In general our present life resembles "proper" dacha life, only we have no household of our own.